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Remindlessness Print E-mail
Tuesday, 09 October 2012

Remindlessness

 

 

The Neverness Hoax

Have I told you 'bout the neverness hoax
A vile trick perpetrated on you innocent folks
Was it in the fall of '93
During the rise of the galaxy
A tiny shift in our trajectory
A little more substance to the unimaginary

(And you smile) The neverness hoax

The confederation was in disgrace
They jettisoned their rubbish into inner space
Sweet toxic love all over the place
Cupid's agent off his face

Have I told you 'bout the neverness hoax
Religion to many, to others the butt of their jokes
There came a disturbance in the Indian sea
Something in the depths, a monstrosity
An invisible woman kept a file on me
Trying to seduce my immediacy

The mechanical royalties will never recover
The pleasure back from her animal lover
The futures slide back one after another
And wouldn't you know it, it's the people that suffer
From the neverness hoax

Vanishing Act

Well then I dreamed we were washed up in New Guinea
Castaways on a hostile shore
Purple waves on the salty ocean breaking
The music flowing underneath your bedroom door

Wouldn't you know it, that's a fact
Wouldn't you know it, just in time for your vanishing act

I said "Hey Isadora, get undressed"
As if that's any way to treat a guest
Like the wild winds above us, frothing on the sky
You'll become immortal on the day that you die

Life's Little Luxuries

What you need is a flattering mirror
A strong elixir with no hangover properties
Nineteen year old lovers who can stay hard all night
A million dollars with no strings attached

I say yeah yeah yeah
But you don't know where you can find it
I say yeah yeah yeah
Life's little luxuries

What you need is a vial full of asses milk
Your very own doctor to prescribe you the blues
A brilliant career with critical acclaim
Orgasms, riches, power and fame

A trip to India
A trip down the Ganges
A copy of Justine, signed by de Sade
A bag or two of Neil's purple heads
Gold-tipped, silver printed, black calling cards
A villa in Sydney
An igloo in Alaska
A girl who can come
Anytime I ask her
Thirteen red peacocks with eyes like the sun
Monogrammed bullets for my pearl handled gun
A Rolls a Mercedes
A dozen Blue Poles
The flesh of my servants
The deed to their souls
To meet Damien Lovelock from The Celibate Rifles
Chocolates and salmon
Truffles and trifles
Wait there's more
Everything and more
There's gotta be more

She Counts Up The Days

At the heart of her outrage
There lies a veil of tears
Stories of lost times
She'll spread among the fields
And we touched the land
Of weeds where nothing grows
And she watched my eyes
And she knows
She says love will never stay
She looked upon our years
She counted up our days

Watched the sky last night
Though the topics were aligned
My vision was obscured
By the things I couldn't find
And we touched the land
A land of weeds where nothing grows
And she watched my eyes
And she knows
She says love will never stay
And she looked upon our years
And she counted up our days

And we touched the land
A land of weeds where nothing grows
And she watched my eyes
And she knows
She says, she says that love will never stay
She looked upon our years
And she counted up our days
She says love will never stay
And she looked upon our years
And she counted up our days
It's so irregular

Amphibian

On to the next dream we run
But still I feel like I've been stung
With all the phrases I've been sung
All the puppets I've hung among
I can't forget their stupid eyes
Their vague attempts to patronize
The very nonsense I despise
While sizing up their pig sty's prize
Amphibian baby, I hardly know your name
But ever since you came in me
I haven't been the same
You've got your certain method
Time is up your sleeve
Old age crawls inside your bod
And waits for me to leave
I must have left my keys somewhere
I must have left my drink somewhere
I must have left my drugs somewhere
I must have left my clothes somewhere
I must have left my flesh somewhere
I must have left my bones somewhere
I must have left my soul somewhere
Don't bother to count, the money's all there
Amphibian baby, I've dealt with you before
Your gills and pills won't pay my bills
I'm showing you the door
The rain is beating harder
The fabric that we weave
Blow my cover of a grotesque fish
And waits for me to leave
I need some words, I just made this up, I can't be sure.....
It's me in that picture....
There I was, out here....
Wrote me a letter, so many letters.....
It all seems so long ago...

Random Pan

Good times are a'coming
Well I saw it in a vision
I heard it in evangelist's sighs
Down beyond the station
Yonder lies salvation
In the afternoons and the skies
A child has been born
Who can converse with the corn
Who has access to the sadness of the trees
Decipher the cicadas
When his legs will take him farther
He'll be fed royal jelly from the bees

Random Pan

They say the spirit's manifesting
And the eagles have been nesting
And the river is catering to the fish
Aside a waving sea of reeds
Where the sacred swans will feed
Providence provides you with a wish
And you wish to understand
And you look down at your hands
And your fingers are all feathered and divine
If you fade into the darkness
Or the softness and the starkness
As the manna drains into your mind

Pain In My Temples

Dionysus and Apollo are up in the sky
Their brand of contradiction makes me want to cry
For four thousand years I've been accruing my bones
Looking for a god who won't leave me alone

It's not easy to find
Should put it right out of my mind
Boys I must have been blind
It's the pain in my temples

Liquid

Liquid, she drank like she was in me
Liquid, she's drinking more of everything

She drained an ocean out of me
Left me washed up in bankruptcy
Like a storm far out to sea, she's gone

She ran like water through my hands
Silver drops on thirsty lands
Then she sank into the sand, she's gone

Stranded on a saw-toothed reef
She bled my life beyond belief
Just another fluid thief, she's gone

Sometimes I think of the lives I could have led
Before the sweet nectar, heat and lust came shimmering out of my head
In a salty cave I perspire pure oblivion
A sexual dimension, of black and vermillion
She said I'm drowning, in the voice of an alien
There was no life for me
Sometimes I plan the revenge I will sustain
The rapture of the deep, rivers and rain
We swam through the channels of an underground cleft
I couldn't keep going, I was losing my breath
Woozy with fever, catching my death
There was no cure for me
Sometimes I remember the blue island skies
Well I was seeing the world through enchanted eyes
Coral cut my fingers, my blood tasted good
She dived in and drank more than she should
Left me drifting like driftwood
There was no hope for me
Sometimes I hear the birds, the crash of the waves
Across the black lake where the fisherman slaves
Electric eels, in translucent coils
The lava erupts and the green ocean boils
Taking her bait, burning my oils
There was no stopping me

Goliath

You were always the favorite of all of my servants
Tall as an oak when your forehead broke
Revealing a head full of serpents
Oh the silence where the smoke has blown
Ah Goliath, let's get stoned
We're on our own

You were only saying yesterday that they'll never bring you down
But you fell like a bird when the little cat purred
Crashing on the holy ground
Without violence you were overthrown
Ah Goliath, let's get stoned
We're on our own

You were almost too heavy to carry or to drag away
You lost your head like they always said you would
I hope you're feeling better today
Ah the silence when the bird has flown
Ah Goliath, let's get stoned

Some Lysergic Africa

In some lysergic Africa, you've come back as a warrior
in Abyssinia
Now the elephants are dead and gone
And everything's been put back wrong
Ivory and diptheria
In some lysergic Africa

Danielle

Danielle, Danielle
Danielle you're looking old today
Like someone came along, stole all your years away
The pale sun will not forgive your face
In shadows all the gentlemen who spent time in this place
In hell, Danielle, Danielle

Your bruises and your powder cause bad dreams
Your yellow teeth and desperate eyes make small children scream
There's no one in the waiting room, there's nothing in your purse
Abstracted laugh breaks down into a cough and then a curse
In hell, Danielle, Danielle

Danielle please don't look that way at me
I didn't drink your absinthe, or tell your family
Sometimes we pretend it's Paris, sometimes it's more Berlin
The real outside cannot divide the unholy sin within
Hell Danielle
This is hell Danielle

Excerpt From "Charlotte's Bay Pde."

And she dreamed that she was flying
And she dreamed that he was holding her up
And she dreamed that she was hiding
From the fire below
He was patient, she was not a girl anymore

No Such Thing

There's no such thing as remindlessness
There's no such thing as time
There's no such thing as endlessness
There's no such kind of crime
There's no such thing as distance
There's no such thing as doubt
There's no such thing as magic, no
And if there was well I would have found out
I would've

I live in the solid world, I don't believe in ghosts
Verification, not imagination, I like my logic the most
A jealous god is a god of law, he taxes numbers and steel
It makes me proud to shout out loud that all these things are real

There's no such thing as surrealism
There's no such thing as soul
There's no such thing as intuition
There's no such thing as rock and roll
There's no such thing as love babe
It's just a chemical in your mind
There's no such thing as coming back

Empirical evidence is hard to find

I live in the concrete now, enjoy my beer and sport
I'm not moved if it can't be proved or settled out of court
I don't believe in miracles, and please don't mention the church
Someone said it's all in your head but it wasn't worth the search

I live in the solid world, I don't believe in ghosts
Verification, not imagination, I like my logic the most
A jealous god is a god of law, he wields numbers and steel
It makes me proud to shout out loud that all these things are real
They're real, airy-fairy
Apart from you, and you newfangled whippersnappers and upstarts
I'll believe in what I can touch. That's not much.
It's not my problem if you believe in fairies and elves and gnomes
and genies and witches and goblins and dreams and non-manifest identities.
Inchoate pantheon of non-existent gods.
You can't touch it, don't touch it

Soul Sample

All this body gets in the way (it's so far away)
A reminder, a viewfinder for you
Poor old Mr. Faust, he had to sign in blood
Surrounded by temptation, brimstone and mud

I'm never gonna be the one to say
I wouldn't stop to love you this way (hey baby)
Let me first set an example
Let my song be a soul sample (hey baby)

Breathlessly where you scream (it's so far away)
An enigma, a big fragment for you
Bless this imperfect child, it's been a long hard fight
Emerging from the cotton sheets, we'll try to fly tonight

I'm never gonna be the one to say
I wouldn't stop to love you this way (hey baby)
Let me first set an example
Let this song be a soul sample (hey baby)

Poor old Mr. Faust, he offered me a job
?????, when my heart began to throb

Celebration of the Birthday of the Elephant God
I know you don't believe anymore
So I wonder where you got the knowledge
With our desire to acquire more
In the service of your master
You can take a faster door
I know you don't pretend anymore
I wonder where you got the silver
I wonder how you got the power
I wonder where you got the fire
It isn't that surprising
A spiritual uprising, could affect things now
Down the street the celebration's
Reached disintegration, surging past anyhow
In the service of your master
You can take a faster door

Servants all we ebb and flow
Remindless as we come and go
Changes (changeless ?) as we die and grow
Cold dead womb and troubled sea
Resonate in sympathy
I know one day you'll come to me

With the faint whir of leathery wings
Evoking all impossible things
Eternal twilight feels so cold
When the money's all gone your love's been sold
The elephant god sits impassive
His ivory tusks are black and massive
We swing and we curve and we splinter in fits
Drum 'round his throne where he patiently sits
The law of the jungle, the jungle of lore
Devil of the rich, god of the poor
In this frenzied crowd I lose my isolation
As we merge together in celebration
The elephant god sits unmoved
His distant eyes, our tongues and grooves (are tongued and grooved ?)
The noise and the smell and the terrible dancers
Burning questions and nebulous answers

Servants all we ebb and flow
Remindless as we come and go
Changes as we die and grow

Cold dead moon the children see
Resonate in sympathy
I know one day you'll come to me

Our immaterial world is best
My fingers chase remindlessness
But just slowly come to rest

I know the walrus wasn't Paul
In El Dorado just once more
You're everything and even more (I'm lookin' for ?)

The songs of dancers fade away
2001 became the way
I'll pay your ransom for today

And it still seems such a waste
One brief life, one brief taste
All the phantoms have been chased
To eternity

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